This is a song about "Praise the sun"

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

You suck so muchass that you blot out the sun

Then, in the blazin sun,

Yeah bitch this date's done

Sun, wheres the sun? its been raining a while, i need this,

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Most peeps dont like the rain, they prefer the sun.

How simple they are

The sun is shining brighter

I see the sun comin up

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

And i listen to common

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

I race them down, a chasing call to praise the crown